I like the concentration, the crush; I like working with language, as others like working with clay, or notes.

I like the concentration, the crush; I like working with language, as others like working with clay, or notes.

What I'm fighting for now in my work... for an expression relevant to all manner of blacks, poems I could take into a tavern, into the street, into the halls of a housing project.

As you get older, you find that often the wheat, disentangling itself from the chaff, comes out to meet you.

This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.

Exhaust the little moment / Soon it dies.

I know that the Black emphasis must be not against white but FOR Black.